Page 18 of Red, White, and You

Brady leans down and kisses me. Gently. Slowly.Reverently.

He kisses me with care, with purpose. Each gentle stroke of his tongue tightens that ball of desire between my legs as much as his hard, hungry kisses did earlier.

He pulls back to look at me once more. “Youarethe love of my life.” Lining up his cock to my entrance, he eases into me slowly, allowing my body to welcome him at its own pace. “And it’s beenseventeenyears, Brie, not twenty.”

My eyes widen. That’s why he reached out. It’s been exactly seventeen years since our divorce was final. Our lucky number.

And still, we’re single, neither of us able to move on. Of course we couldn’t.

Seventeen years wasted without one another, and for what? Because I couldn’t slow down to appreciate his pace of life?

The thought squeezes my chest in a vise, but he pushes deeper, distracting me from anything other than reconnection, distracting me from seventeen years’ worth of regret.

My walls stretch around him, a slight hint of pain mixed with unbelievable pleasure. We always did fit together deliciously. He pulls back slowly, then plunges in, deeper each time until my body has fully enveloped his length.

He slides his arms beneath me, then pulls me up as he sits back on his heels. I brace my legs on either side of him, then wrap my arms around his neck and use him as leverage to guide myself up and down his thick cock. My breasts rub against his hard chest, teasing my nipples back into taut little peaks, and his mouth finds my throat, sending waves of lust through my veins with every graze of his teeth.

I lean back and press my palms into the mattress, tipping my hips so he can hit that special spot inside of me thattightens my core. With each thrust, Brady claims me, making me his again after all this time.

Who am I kidding? I’vealwaysbeen his. No man has ever loved me, fucked me, orseenme like Brady West.

He tightens one arm around my hips to fuck me harder while his other hand settles between us to massage my clit with his thumb in rhythm with each powerful thrust of his cock.

My body trembles with need. Aching.

Starvingfor him.

As he begins to pick up the pace, and my walls tighten around his thick shaft, and his thighs clench beneath me, twitching as his orgasm moves to take over his body, I push up and wrap my arms around his neck so I can kiss him again.

Because I’ve been wanting to kiss him for… well… seventeen years, it turns out.

What a lucky number indeed.

We kiss almost as desperately as we fuck, claiming one another with desperation.

Each tangled movement of our tongues cleanses us of those years we spent apart, erasing each lonely moment, and bringing us back where we belong, even after all this time.

Together.

His thrusts become faster, more demanding as he drives deep. My orgasm slams into me and I jerk in his arms, breaking our kiss to drop my head back and cry out his name.

Brady curses as his hands tighten on my hips, holding me still as he drops his forehead to my chest and comes with a final, violent thrust. Hen his cock stops pulsing within me, he kisses across my sweat-slick chest, murmuring praise against my skin as we float back down to earth.

Brady

My phone vibrates on the nightstand, pulling me out of the deepest sleep I’ve had in some time. We stayed up too late, unwilling to sleep for fear of missing out on even a moment of reacquainting ourselves. I once knew this woman’s body with my eyes closed, had memorized every inch of her frame, from the curve of her toes to the lone freckle behind her left earlobe, and though the years have changed her in some ways, she still feels like home to me.

Brie stretches out beside me, moaning softly as I reach to silence my phone’s alarm, then I curl back around her and pull her body against mine. Pressing my nose against her temple, I whisper, “Good morning, my love.”

“Mm,” she hums. “Good morning.”

I nudge her temple with my nose, then place a gentle kiss there.

“What time is it? Feels way too early.”

“Seven.”

“Ugh. But I’m on… vacation.” She says the word as if it leaves a funny taste in her mouth.

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